You, your Theory and I
I met your theory,
I was jogging in the lake.
The morning zephyr paraded
Along the literature review,
Lifting a second
To summon my desire.
Vāk left me alone,
A prize for my diligence.
The morning zephyr paraded
Along the literature review,
Lifting a second
To summon my desire.
Vāk left me alone,
A prize for my diligence.
I simpered as I
learnt
The methodology;
The leaves soaked their petals
In the energy of your analysis.
I could see those late-nights,
Reviews scratched in red
and a tired laptop screen.
The methodology;
The leaves soaked their petals
In the energy of your analysis.
I could see those late-nights,
Reviews scratched in red
and a tired laptop screen.
Your belitrism
tormented me,
The theory's gaze
Made me aware
Of my upcoming menstrual cycle;
I felt the sweat of your lips
In your rendition
Of the psyche of the universe.
The words traveled
Touching my abdominal cramps
And my breasts felt lighter.
But my shoulders were distraught,
Writing allegations against Vāk,
a trick that was deployed
Without taking the consent
Of my spinal cord,
Desolate...lonely!!
The theory's gaze
Made me aware
Of my upcoming menstrual cycle;
I felt the sweat of your lips
In your rendition
Of the psyche of the universe.
The words traveled
Touching my abdominal cramps
And my breasts felt lighter.
But my shoulders were distraught,
Writing allegations against Vāk,
a trick that was deployed
Without taking the consent
Of my spinal cord,
Desolate...lonely!!
My marred heart took
your theory,
Depriving me
Of the joy that perhaps
Could have been mine;
When I met your theory,
Jogging in the lake
And Vāk left us alone
To nurture an intellect in need.
Depriving me
Of the joy that perhaps
Could have been mine;
When I met your theory,
Jogging in the lake
And Vāk left us alone
To nurture an intellect in need.
Vak (pronounced as Vaak) is the Goddess of the hymn,
Devisukta (it's a hymn of Rigveda). She is the seer herself and the deity too.
According to the hymn, Vaak or the word is the origin of all creations. A word once
uttered can never be destroyed.
When, uttering words which no one comprehended, Vak, Queen of Gods, the Gladdener, was seated, / The heaven's four regions drew forth drink and vigour: now whither hath her noblest portion vanished?
ReplyDeleteThe Deities generated Vak the Goddess, and animals of every figure speak her. / May she, the Gladdener, yielding food and vigour, the Milch-cow Vak, approach us meetly lauded.
--Rigveda 8.100
Vac -- the "mother of the Vedas," the goddess of speech, the ruler of sound and the spoken word, the source of creation, the sacred word which was the beginning of all existence and all knowledge upon the earth, the personification of thoughts manifesting into reality, the patroness of writers, teachers, and artists -- enters into the inspired poets and visionaries and gives expression and energy to those she loves. "Vac," in the early books of the "Rigveda," referred to cosmic sound, envisioned as feminine; as the earliest sound, Vac was mentioned as the source of language (words some hear but don't understand) in "Rigveda" 10.71.1-4:
When men..., giving names to objects, sent out Vak's first and earliest utterances / All that was excellent and spotless, treasured within them, was disclosed through their affection.
Where, like men cleansing corn-flour in a cribble, the wise in spirit have created language, / Friends see and recognize the marks of friendship: their speech retains the blessed sign imprinted.
With sacrifice the trace of Vak they followed, and found her harbouring within the Rishis. / They brought her, dealt her forth in many places: seven singers make her tones resound in concert.
One man hath ne'er seen Vak, and yet he seeth: one man hath hearing but hath never heard her. / But to another hath she shown her beauty as a fond well-dressed woman to her husband.
Elsewhere in the "Rig Veda" she was the consort of Indra, the king of the gods, but in later sources, such as the "Padma Purana," she was the wife of Kashyapa (Vision), the oldest of the seven ancient rishi (sages) [but, in various texts he had many wives: in the "Ramayana," the eight daughters of Brahma's son Daksha ("competent"), created from his right thumb; in the "Mahabharata" and "Vishnu Purana" to Daksha's 13 daughters; from these daughters of Daksha he was the father of all gods, demons, humans, living creatures, and the empirical universe itself] She was also the mother of emotions and of the Gandharva, the male partly-animal spirits who sang and played music for the gods and acted as messengers between the gods and humans.